Sunday, May 29, 2005
what i really like...about cars otherwise known as driving machines driving at 150 in calvin's celica going down the eastern freeway at 2am. all the windey, bendey, sharp swerve turns. sitting in joee's integra type R, blasting 'freak me' baby. holding hands when he drives. drive in movies in feex's mazda (if the show ain't long and slow) about weather raining and i can disaapear beneath the covers sushine streaking across a cloudless blue sky walking into sidney myer asia centre when it's raining outside having class outside when the sun beats down on tasty brown skin about food breakfast at the cafe downstairs with a good gossip mag breakfast anywhere with a good interior design read green leafy vegie, mushrooms and sprouts. the lot burger. sukiyaki from ajisen salmon soup with spinach and tons of wasabi homer hudsons about fun clubbing at envy thingamajigs where all my frens are clubbing anywhere where all my frens are birthday parties with good booze, great music and pretty people. sitting in the shop or 'welcome stranger' and toking bout nothing at all beaches in the summertime about randomness photofrenzy mad pashes, mad passion long pearl strings and long bling blings to go to willy wonka's chocolate factory. yummy dummy. to meet keefe, geddit?!?! listing lists!!! just like this!!! ok, so ya, ths is just a short lil list. how much fun. off to bed and wake up in the morning to the deep dark room and happy starry lights. and please watch stanley kubrick's a clockwork orange. oh how i love the way he speaks. oh wellie, wellie, well. :) Tuesday, May 17, 2005
![]() my life a year back. poignant baby. jus the way i like it. and it's only a little fragment. oh how am i to part this party:frenzy:joint:happy:timeofmylife:melbournian city? Sunday, May 15, 2005
the weekend was really good. so good and happy that i'm afraid if i say it, it won't be so sacredly good anymore... anyhow, it started with nice cozy snuggles. then a meet up for coffee and an awesome conversation with a new found buddy. hot choc, marshmellos and a ginormous red fluffed up and loved sofa made me very happy. and then at night, somewhere between 12am to 1am, we had this huge influx of crab.. a good 3.2kg to be exact. what could be better than crab, fried noodle, beer, mussells and the company of 10 other awesome friends talking bout nothing at all, laughing between sentences.. but it wasn't over, met up with the hunky dory halfcaste cantonese speaking jeff, a very steady calvin and the sweetest snag turned machoman lawrence for drinks at publicity. omg, i overdosed on soho lemonade, who can resist lycee? skulled many aplenty red label shit and had this weird shot that the bartender insisted we took. and if we didn't like it he'll only charge us half price.. but alas, it really wasn't too bad.. nearly drunk, full and suffering from a neckache, i headed for coffee at lincon. oh, how i love my brotherly boys collin and dan. they make me so happy. and so happy. and so happy. and scared shit.. and so happy. then it was home sweet home and a sleepless night. i kept waking between intervals. maybe it's time to stop the prozac dosages. i'll jus stick to good old caffeine. now, i only wished i documented the events in my camera. i am craving PICTURES!!! Friday, May 13, 2005
I've told everyone about this evil person in my life. so you're thinking i would tell you too. but i'm far to tired to bitch bout people and waste my time on boring on facts like that cos it's not worth it. the construction is cranking outside and it's only 9 in the morning. the neighbours are moving and there's this great ugly truck blocking my view of the shops and disrupting my lust for the figure 8 splash of black on pink jumper. the house is dark and solely responsible fpr me missing two of my classes in two weeks and i cannot afford it. now, i don't know what to say to my tutor. i suspect he's flirting with me. he is exceptionally nice. david brought us to the seeyup temple yesterday and it was weirdly intriguing. think tilting your head to one side in a super slow motion nearly static way. they do interesting stuffs in the temple. and it's a whole chinese culture trapped inside this great western colonial building. and you can actually change your name for twenty bucks. and if you do, you apparently change your life too. awesome. the colourbox is showing some munch munch crunch crunch count the numbers list the alphabets children programme which means i'm up way too early with nothing constructive to do. no, bloggin doesn't come under constructive in case you were wondering and in case you think life's all that. i'm sorry to break the bubble.. i'm an old crackpot lusting for a joint and maybe some homer hudsons. yes, it's the officially the best fudge brownie thingamajig icecream you can find. dreaming bout icecream just increases the need for speed in the gym of course. yes, i'm actually lusting after a good perspiration in the gym. how satiating. and now the kid's show is counting how many claps it took for this old monster dude to run round the bookcase. apparently 8. o.. k.. so the little ones are getting an enriching education i see. i'm so bored maybe i should go kill a cow or pop some anti anxiety pills in my mouth.and i've to tell everyone that it's black friday. now tt explains everything doesn't it? |
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